After My DINK Husband Regrets, I Send Him for Vasectomy

A decade of child-free marriage ends in tragedy when a severe medical infection forces the removal of my uterus. Instead of comfort, my husband and in-laws turn on me, demanding an heir and accusing me of ruining their family line. When I seek a divorce, my husband greedily eyes my massive inheritance. Together with his family, he pushes me to my death from a rooftop, staging it as a suicide. But death isn't the end. Waking up in the ninth year of our marriage, I have a chance to rewrite my fate.

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Chapter 4

Chris's face changed repeatedly.

He wanted the car, but getting a vasectomy for it seemed like too great a sacrifice.

The female doctor noticed his hesitation, quickly filled out the forms, and waved. "Here's the form for removing the IUD. As for the vasectomy, if you take good care of it post-surgery, it might still be reversible."

Hearing this, Chris seemed to ease up.

Plus, with me constantly showing him pictures of the sports car and vividly describing how cool it would be to drive it, Chris finally relented.

I arranged for both surgeries as quickly as possible.

And I hired the best divorce lawyer to help me secure the maximum benefits.

With the lawyer in charge, I finally settled down on the operating table.

The moment the IUD was removed, I felt an unprecedented sense of relief.

In my previous life, the IUD had caused an infection in my body, and I was in excruciating pain.

And Chris, who never had any sense of moderation, never cared about me.

I only went to the hospital when I couldn't stand it any longer, only to be told by the doctor that my uterus couldn't be saved.

After the hysterectomy, my in-laws created a scene every day, and Chris also drifted away from me, hinting that my body had issues.

I was in a bad mood, and the wound healed slowly. Looking back, it was truly a dark and desolate period.

This time, I hired a caregiver specifically to look after me and declined all visitors.

After Chris's surgery, he expected me to immediately deliver the luxury car and personally care for him in bed. Instead, he couldn't reach me and had to pay the surgery bill himself!

Seeing the bill, he was heartbroken and quickly arranged for discharge.

But he didn't know that I had prepared a surprise for him.

Fortunately, I had set up cameras at home in advance, or I would have missed this great show.

Chris, still recovering from surgery, angrily returned home, only to be shocked to find seven or eight extra people in the house.

The house was filled with smoke, and his favorite collectibles were scattered all over the place.

The group was in the middle of a heated discussion.

The ones leading the charge were his parents.

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